So, after nine years and MANY noteworthy events, Itty Bitty Hill is back! Narrated by none other than its namesake. Mom (Nancy) will be checking what I post (since I’m fourteen and this is my first adventure into the craziness that is social media). Probably actually posting it, too.
Now. Here’s some ACTUAL updates:
- I am fourteen, a rising eighth grader, and go to middle school in Nashville.
- James is ten in less than a month. Yay, double digits! He is a rising fourth grader (yeet, he’s old), and goes to one of the feeder elementaries for my school.
- Mom and Dad (John- did you ever notice that James and Dad’s initials are both J. H.?) are both forty-two.
- They got divorced. Don’t worry, they share custody equally, are still friends and communicate, love us as much as they ever did (three thousand million thousand six hundred thirty two, at least :)), etc.
- Buster, our very sweet, very odd, Jack Russell-shelter dog died at twelve years old, of cancer. Technically, we put him to sleep. I miss him dearly. :(
- Sasha’s alive and kicking (slowly) though! She's EIGHTEEN.
- Mom moved to west Nashville—hence the school change.
- Dad moved to Crieve Hall (south Nashville—our parents live thirty minutes apart now… Yay?)
- We got a new dog at Mom’s house: Luna Belle! Named partially after Luna Lovegood, of Harry Potter fame (we’re fans), and after my suggestion, Bella. I’ll add pics, if I can figure out how…
- We got a new dog at Dad’s, Rico. He’s tiny, adorable, and looks like a sausage (that’s what Mom calls him whenever we mention him). It’s SO WEIRD having a dog that can’t get food and isn’t nearly as treat-motivated as Buster, Sasha, and Luna!
- I still ride at Saddle Up. Currently—at least, when school got out—I was riding Oscar, who is a persnickety older horse (22 years old!) who, oddly enough, would totally be a fairy at a Halloween party. *shrug*
- Um… I’m still hard-of-hearing. (Use correct terminology, people! Hard-of-hearing, not deaf or hearing-impaired!)
- I got glasses! I think they make me look like the school-loving, book-worm I am. Huh, I guess that’s a stereotype. Oops.
- I re-discovered a few diagnoses (?) and got a new one. Oh, and we (kind of) started physical therapy.
- That reminds me—I officially started on speech therapy at school. Apparently, I didn't qualify until I was older because I know and understand so many words. Huh.
- I went to my first IEP meeting! It was… sort of exciting, and also a bit boring. I had never been to one (you have be thirteen or fourteen, I can’t remember). In fact, I hadn’t really looked at mine. I knew what was on there—duh, since I USE IT! But there was a lot I didn’t know about. Things getting written down for me (HOH)? A clock and reminders to focus on work (ADHD)? Not really happening/outdated. Well, now I know!
- Uh… that’s about it, I think. I wonder how long this is… long, I bet ;).
